Written based off an outline of the events of Virgil’s Aeneid scribbled on the back of a cocktail napkin by a drunk, it's actually nothing like the Aeneid at all. It’s more like the Odyssey, only more fucked up, more epic, and definitely more interesting to read.
"FUCK YOU AND YOUR GOAT-LOVING ANALSAUSAGE FUCK FACTORY!" Lucifer Niggerbastard screamed, giving the shape in the window a double-handed flip-off. Mr. Moneyballs could go fuck himself.